Title: Do to You
Series: Your Underwear (pt.4)
Author: dword
contact: donnalee324@earthlink.net
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimers: I own nothing, just borrowing ... promise to clean them
up and
put 'em away when I'm done. Please don't sue.
Pairing: B/G (big surprise to anyone that knows me)
Distribution: Gabi, theLIST, Dee, anyone else just ask.
Spoilers: None I think. Takes place after 'Graduation' and as far as
I am
concerned Season 4 never happened. No EVIL Olivia, no Parker, no
Riley, and
no Maggie Dammit!
Feedback: Yes please but remember I bruise easily.
Author's note: This has not been beta'd yet, she's on the other side
of thep lanet and is sleeping now so forgive any errors. Thoughts indicated
by *
Dedications: As always to my Chatbuds, you da bes test! To Arkin for
always making me feel better. To EW cuz she wanted to be my apprentice (well
we know she's crazy!) To Jolene cuz I love her B/G universe! and Tag and
Jac...get to work girls the LIST is waiting.
As Giles juggled bags trying to dig out his keys, he wondered again why he had left the comfort of his warm bed to go to the local convenience store to buy snack foods, diet sodas, and coffee. *Oh, that's right Old Man, once again you were routed by Buffylogic and 'The POUT'.*
Giles smiled at the memory as he finally let himself into his apartment.
~flashback~
"But Giles. I'm hungry and you have nothing good to eat!"
"Nothing good.? There's plenty of food in this house!"
"Not the right food! There is no ice cream or cookies or chips or soda or cake or anything!"
"Well, please excuse me for not having a chance to restock my larder since the last time Xander the human vacuum laid waste to my kitchen!" replied Giles. He glared at Buffy as she giggled.
"But that's what I'm hungry for, you have to go to the store."
"Buffy, it is the middle of the night!"
"I know that, silly. That's why I want munchie food. 'Sides it's your fault, you have to go!"
"I beg your pardon??"
"Sigh! It's all your fault I've worked up such an appetite, therefore you go get food," she concluded giving him a bright 'you sexy thing' happy smile.
Totally vanquished Giles got out of bed, got dressed, picked up his keys and wallet, and headed for the door.
~end flashback~
Shaking off the pleasant memory Giles opened the door to the sound of Bryan Adams from his stereo and the sight of Buffy dancing around the living room only wearing one of his dress shirts a pair of white sweat socks.
*If ya love somebody
*If ya need someone
*If ya want somebody
*Yeah, let me be the one
*(I wanna) do to you what you do to me
*Do to you what you do to me*
Momentarily mesmerized by Buffy's own impression of Tom Cruise
in 'Risky Business' Giles watched as she bounced and jiggled around the
furniture. A particularly enticing view offered by the flapping shirttails and
gapping shirtfront snapped him out of his trance. He silently placed the bags
on the floor, locked the door, and with a predatory gleam in his eyes began
to stalk his slayer. his love.
As she danced happily around the living room, totally unaware that the slayer was now the prey, Giles remained outside her field of vision. It was only because she was completely happy, completely relaxed, and felt safe that it was possible for Giles to sneak up on her. He reached over and turned the music down but not off.
With a squeak and a jump Buffy whirled around, causing Giles to step back with a grin on his face. "Sorry, luv, I didn't mean to surprise you. I was appreciating the floor show."
"Giles! You snuck up on me! How did you sneak up on me? I'm the slayer!" cried Buffy, a little disconcerted and slightly ticked.
Giles ignored her question and instead said, "I turned down the volume out of courtesy for the neighbors at this time of night. But I didn't intend for you to stop. I was enjoying the show. Please continue, luv."
He smiled, as the most becoming blush flooded her cheeks. Turning up the wattage on his smile, he practically purred, "Please?"
As heat spread through her body, Buffy nodded and moved to restart the track she had been dancing to. Giles settled into his easy chair for the continuation of the show, a look of expectation as well as challenge on his face.
It was the challenge in his eyes that spurred the slayer on, overcoming any embarrassment. Buffy closed her eyes as she allowed the music to take her back to that place that had her dancing in the first place.
*Let me treat ya right
*Yeah. Show I care
*Cuz every night
*I'll take ya there
*Do to you what you do to me
*Do to you what you do to me
Giles watched as the music washed over her, beginning with the slight
tapping of her socked foot. He found that there was something
incredibly sexy about Buffy dancing around in his shirt with just socks on her
feet. Little by little the music flowed up her body, next as a gentle
swaying of her hips and swinging of her arms. Her movements became more
sensuous and provocative as the strong bass and driving beat of the song
overcame any shyness that she might have had.
Buffy opened her eyes and her gaze locked with Giles as she began to gyrate seductively for her lover. She slowly drew her hands up her thighs, past her stomach and breasts, to raise them over her head. This movement raised the hem of his appropriated shirt, affording him arousing glimpses of the treasures it hid. Buffy turned slowly presenting her back to Giles. As she rocked her hips side to side she glanced over her shoulder to see his reaction. What she saw brought a sly, proud smile to her lips. Giles was transfixed, following every sway, every bump, every grind. Her smile became decidedly naughty when she saw the fire building in his beautiful eyes.
*Don't want just anything
*I just want something real
*Let down your defenses, baby
*Show me what you feel.
*Do to you what you do to me
*Do to you what you do to me
She watched him watching her and turned back around to face him. As
she brought her hands up to the buttons of the shirt she wore, Giles'
nostrils flared and challenge once again lit his eyes.
*He doesn't think I'll do it. He wants me to do it, but he doesn't think I will.* With a little shake of her head Buffy slipped the first button loose, then the second. *You would think he'd know better by now.*
Buffy left one button holding the shirt closed, brought her right hand up, and began to slowly run the tips of her fingers up and down the gap. Giles followed the progress of her fingers from collar to bellybutton and back again. Almost hypnotized by the sway and bump of her hips as well as the promise made by the gapping shirtfront, Giles didn't even register that Buffy had moved closer.
When she ran her fingers lightly over his ear, he gave a small start and then reached out to grab her. Buffy quickly danced out of his way. When she heard his growl of frustration, she couldn't help but giggle. However her giggle ended with a little squeal when Giles, moving with incredible speed, got up from his chair and caught his slayer up in his arms.
With an arm around her waist and the other supporting her bottom, Giles pulled her flush with his body. He pressed his mouth to her ear and with a voice made husky by desire whispered, "Saucy wench. Didn't you think there would be repercussions for your teasing?"
Buffy wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing herself hard against his arousal and replied, "Actually I was counting on them."
With that Buffy began rubbing herself against Giles' erection to the beat of the music. Overcome with feeling Giles stumbled backwards and all but fell into his chair with Buffy still in his lap, still moving provocatively.
*Should I stay, should I go?
*There ain't no question, I already know
*(I wanna) do to you what you do to me
*(help me) do to you what you do to me
*Don't want just anything - I just want something real
*Let down your defenses baby - show me what you feel
Giles breathing became more and more labored. The fire in his eyes
that showed Buffy how much he wanted her, burned brighter. It triggered an
answering heat in her, which combined with the wriggling and
squirming she was doing, soon had her in a near frenzy. She had her hands locked
around his neck and her head thrashed from side to side as she ground herself
against his hardness, the music, her surroundings, and the game
forgotten.
Giles grasped her hips to try to slow her down, to regain some control over what was happening. When he squeezed her, almost painfully, she finally looked up.
"Luv, are you alright? Still with me?" he asked with a small grin, as her passion ebbed slightly, just enough for the return of sanity.
With a sheepish smile and little shake of her head, she said,"What you do to me, Watcher mine! You touch me and I get all crazy! And we haven't even kissed yet!"
"Well we do seemed to have skipped that part, haven't we?" His grin got wider and more wicked with the knowledge that he had this effect on his slayer. "What say we rectify that oversight?"
He took her head in both hands and sealed his mouth over hers, capturing her sigh. Slowly and softly he ran his tongue over her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth to nibble on. As her mouth relaxed to offer access for a deeper exploration, he moved one hand to her waist to draw her even closer. With the other hand, fingers thread through her hair, Giles held her head still as he deepened the kiss He plundered her mouth, his tongue dancing wildly with Buffy's. Quickly their passion was once again out of control.
He tore his mouth away from hers, sucking in great draughts of air as he tried to catch his breath. Buffy too was breathing hard trying to replenish her with much needed oxygen. Restlessly she squirmed on Giles' lap as she began work on the buttons of his shirt. While she did this Giles began to kiss and suck his way from her mouth to her ear, taking the lobe between his teeth to nibble gently. The feel of him biting her sent spasms of want shooting through her causing her to roughly push and pull his shirt off his body. Once the obstacle was out of her way she immediately ran her hands over his torso, lightly scratching her nails over his nipples. Their pebbled reaction as well as the low sexy purr that seemed to come from deep within told her she was on the right track.
Giles moved from her ear to the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He sucked strongly at that spot, thrilled in a primal way to be marking her as HIS. His hands independently began to move the shirt she barely still wore off her shoulders and to the floor. Once their path was clear his hands grasped her breasts firmly, his thumbs and forefingers rolling her nipples between them. As he increased the pressure Buffy sat straight up and moaned from deep in her throat.
"Giles!" his name came out as a wail. Wild and almost incoherent Buffy continued, "Giles, please... now... want you now!"
He felt the proof of her desire, as moisture soaked through his pants where their hips were pressed together. With an impressive effort, he levered them both out of the chair and down to the soft carpeting. As Giles sat back to remove his pants, his gaze raked across the sight of his slayer spread before him in wanton anticipation.
He allowed himself the luxury of savoring the sight but at Buffy's growl of impatience he shook off his trance and quickly removed his trousers and laid himself over her bringing their lips together for another fiery kiss. Still not happy with his lack of urgency Buffy raked her nails down his back and over his buttocks, trying to pull him closer to where she thought he should be.
Giles roared at the feel of her wetness sliding over his hardness; his control a fleeting memory. He looked deep into her eyes and with a voice made husky by need said, "What you do to me, my love."
"Do you want me as much as I want you, Giles?" He nodded and she said, "Then don't keep me waiting. Please Giles... NOW!"
The time for foreplay was well past so Giles drove into Buffy firmly and smoothly. They both sighed with the 'rightness' and the feeling of completeness the action gave them. After a moment Giles began to stroke in and out of Buffy with a rhythm that increased in strength and speed until they both hurdled over into ecstasy.
They laid there on the floor in a crumpled heap totally spent. Slowly they came back to themselves exchanging light kisses and gentle caresses. Words of love were said and reciprocated. Finally as the world stopped spinning and they caught their breath, Buffy let out a small giggle.
"What's so funny, luv. A lesser man might take offense." Giles teased.
"And we both know that you are not a lesser man." She giggled again and then continued, "I was just wondering where my ice cream was."
With a growl and a hug he answered, "Over by the door melting. And I am not going out for more!"
The end